Genius Club Chapter 562
Chapter 562: A Ball of White Light
(This novel is translated and hosted on Bcattranslation)
The sculpted man from the Truth Club radiated golden light all over his body:
“We look forward to our next meeting, Lin Xian.”
“During the next Truth Club gathering, I’ll personally come to pick you up.”
He waved his hand, transforming once more into a ball of white light:
“Goodbye.”
Lin Xian, Liu Feng, and Chen Heping raised their heads, watching the light ascend straight upward, disappearing into the clouds.
Shortly after.
Liu Feng noticed Lin Xian, with his blue eyes, raise both hands in a fist-like gesture as if to lift something from thin air:
“Are you planning to uproot all the Millennial Stakes and converge the world lines?”
Lin Xian nodded:
“Yes. But don’t worry, Liu Feng, I know what you’re thinking.”
He blinked his azure eyes and looked at the white-haired Liu Feng:
“Although billions of world lines will eventually converge into just one, this doesn’t mean the other world lines will vanish instantly.”
“On the contrary, it’s a gentle, gradual process… Much like how the world lines began to diverge. Each will slowly contract and merge, eventually aligning with the one true line.”
Hearing this, Liu Feng sighed in relief:
“That’s good.”
He closed his eyes, reminiscing about past friends and comrades, revealing a satisfied smile:
“After all… Every friend has their own life, their own world, and their own story.”
“If they can hear of our victory and have their regrets addressed… that would be wonderful.”
…
April 2024, Shallow Waters of Copenhagen, near the Little Mermaid Statue.
The night tides, as dark as ink, continuously lapped against the beach.
Yellow Finch was cradled in Lin Xian’s arms, her vision gradually blurring.
She felt incredibly light.
Light as foam.
Blown by the evening breeze, she floated, rising higher and higher into the sky, drifting further away.
Through the haze.
She thought she saw the lonely Little Mermaid’s head tilt upward, also turning into bubbles, ascending into the sky and encircling her.
“Do you regret it?”
A voice resounded faintly in the void.
“No.”
Yellow Finch shook her head in the emptiness without hesitation:
“For him, I never regret. If I hadn’t come, that’s what I would regret.”
Suddenly.
A light appeared in the sky.
It was a ball of white light, bright enough to illuminate the entire world, descending from above.
It was too bright, overwhelmingly so.
Even as Yellow Finch faded into nothingness, she had to squint her eyes to avoid its brilliance.
“Do you have regrets?”
It felt as though the white light was speaking.
Regrets?
Yellow Finch felt weightless, as if drifting on the wind:
“Not really regrets.”
In the dazzling white light, she finally closed her eyes with a faint smile:
“I’ve seen him as an old man, a middle-aged man, a young man, and even as a boy. I even held him as a one-year-old baby.”
“So, I am content. Even though we couldn’t grow old together, at least…”
“I witnessed the story of his entire life.”
…
…
…
“Mom.”
“Mom!”
“MOM!”
“Eh?”
The sudden call jolted Yellow Finch awake. She opened her eyes and turned her head.
She found herself wearing pajamas, lying on a large bed.
And next to her…
A little girl, with a blue headband and a cream-colored dress, stood with her hands on her hips, puffing her cheeks in frustration:
“Mom! Dad and I are all ready! Why are you still dozing off here?”
“Yu… Xi?”
Yellow Finch’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at the little girl who was a spitting image of her younger self.
Her head felt heavy, as though she hadn’t fully woken from a dream.
But deep down, she knew…
This was her daughter.
Her and Lin Xian’s daughter!
“Yu Xi?”
Still unable to fully believe it, Yellow Finch quickly sat up and grabbed her daughter’s hand.
“Hehe, hurry up already.”
At that moment, a tall, broad-shouldered man with a warm smile walked into the room from the doorway:
“Didn’t we agree to go to Disney today? Little Yu Xi has been making a fuss for ages now.”
Yellow Finch took a deep breath:
“Husband?”
The middle-aged Lin Xian tilted his head slightly, noticing something was off with his wife:
“What’s wrong?”
He stepped closer and gently ruffled her hair:
“Still half-asleep?”
Yellow Finch remained frozen, staring intently at the man before her.
She had seen many versions of Lin Xian.
Each had a different story, a different life, a different journey, and a different ending.
But this Lin Xian…
This one was hers alone.
“No,” Yellow Finch said softly, a smile tugging at her lips. “I just… I feel like I had a really long dream.”
“A dream?”
Yu Xi perked up, raising her hand excitedly:
“Speaking of dreams, I had a super weird one last night too!”
She tapped her cheek with her index finger, trying to recall:
“My dream was such a mess… I dreamed about young Mom and Dad, and one moment Mom was chasing Dad to hit him, and the next, she was protecting him. It was all so bizarre and made no sense!”
“Alright, alright.”
Middle-aged Lin Xian laughed as he gently separated the mother and daughter:
“You two and your wild dreams. Let’s hope my bad habit of dreaming didn’t rub off on both of you.”
“Stop dawdling here. It’s a holiday, and Disneyland is bound to be packed. Let’s get going early.”
…
The family of three set off in their car, heading to Disneyland amidst little Yu Xi’s cheerful chatter.
Although they had fast passes and didn’t need to wait in line, the park was enormous. Keeping up with the show schedules meant a full day of running around, leaving them thoroughly exhausted.
“Feels like a dream,” murmured Yellow Finch, standing before the Disney castle under the night sky.
Hearing her, middle-aged Lin Xian, standing just behind her, asked, “What’s this? It’s been an entire day, and you’re still not fully awake from your dream?”
Yellow Finch pursed her lips and nodded slightly:
“To be precise, it doesn’t quite feel like a dream. While the details of the dream are becoming fuzzy, the memories of us as a family are growing clearer. But… I can still recall parts of it.”
“Oh?” Lin Xian’s interest was piqued. He glanced at his watch.
“Well, there’s still time before the fireworks show. Why don’t you tell me about this dream of yours? Did I make an appearance?” he teased, brushing a strand of her hair away with a smile.
“Of course,” Yellow Finch replied, smiling warmly at the Lin Xian who belonged solely to her. “I dreamed about so many versions of you!”
“So many?” he asked, amused.
“Yes, so many.” Yellow Finch began counting on her fingers:
“There was the young you, the old you, the child you… and even versions of you that… well, didn’t make it for various reasons.”
She continued, “And each version had a different personality and aura. Some were mature and charismatic, with a leader’s presence. Others were… how should I put it? Slow, absent-minded, always a step behind, and unable to grasp what others meant.”
Lin Xian burst into hearty laughter. “Slow and absent-minded? Me? That’s quite a thought!”
Yellow Finch gave him a pointed look. “What makes you think you’re so smart?”
“At the very least, I’m not slow and absent-minded!” he replied with a playful shrug, his gaze meeting her deep black eyes. Reflected in them was the brilliance of the castle’s light show, like fireworks already in bloom.
“If I were that dull,” he joked, “wouldn’t it be hard for us to get along?”
Yet…
Yellow Finch shook her head. “Not necessarily.”
She pondered for a moment and then added:
“Honestly, none of the versions of you were bad. And somehow, I have this feeling… that the slow, absent-minded Lin Xian might be the one who ultimately succeeds.”
“How so?” he asked, clearly intrigued.
“It’s hard to explain,” she said, her voice uncertain. “It just feels like… it wasn’t simply a long dream.”
Her ambiguous words left Lin Xian scratching his head, confused.
But dreams are like that—strange, illogical, and surreal.
Thinking about it, he reasoned, it wasn’t all that odd.
“What happened at the end of the dream?” he asked curiously.
Yellow Finch raised her head, gazing at the quiet, dark night sky.
“At the end… I felt like I was ascending into the sky. Then, a ball of white light descended and spoke to me.”
“I can’t remember exactly what we talked about, but the appearance of that white light is etched in my memory. It felt alive, so gentle, and yet so powerful.”
She hesitated, then said, “I don’t know how to describe it. It just… felt like it was a god, and it was that light that sent me back to reality.”
Abruptly.
A large hand rested atop her head as Lin Xian ruffled her hair, laughing softly.
“Why bring gods into this? Weren’t you always a staunch atheist?”
“In a materialistic world like this, how could gods possibly exist?”
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Brilliant, multicolored fireworks exploded in the sky.
Little Yu Xi jumped up in excitement.
“Fireworks! Fireworks! Daddy, pick me up! I can’t see!”
“Alright, alright. Come sit on Daddy’s shoulders!”
Indulging his daughter, Lin Xian squatted down and hoisted her onto his shoulders, giving her a perfect view of the magical castle and the dazzling fireworks.
Standing behind them, Yellow Finch placed one hand on Yu Xi’s back to steady her and the other on Lin Xian’s hand, relishing its familiar, comforting warmth.
Firework after firework soared into the sky and burst into radiant light.
As she watched, Yellow Finch couldn’t help but think of the gentle, warm white light from her dream.
Could gods truly exist?
If that white light wasn’t a god, then what could it have been?
Watching Yu Xi cheer in front of her, Yellow Finch reached into her handbag and pulled out the family photo they had taken earlier that day at the park’s photo studio.
In the photo…
She was dressed as a queen, Lin Xian as a king, and in front of them was Yu Xi, dressed in a sky-blue princess gown with a silver tiara atop her head.
The family’s smiles were radiant, their joy tangible.
“Who knows,” Yellow Finch murmured with a smile.
She pressed the photo to her chest and looked up at the sky illuminated by countless fireworks.
“Whether gods exist in this world or not… who can say for sure?”